CALMING THOUGHTS

RICH MEANS MONEY... WELL IM RICH WITHIN.. AND SOME PEOPLE REFUSE TO SEE THE REAL ME... FUNNY, PEOPLE NEVER LIKED ME BECAUSE I WAS NICE.. SO IN RETURN THEY WOULD BE MEAN TO ME, RIGHT! BUT THE TRICK WAS , I LEARNED TO STAY CALM.. MY SPIRIT WOULD BE FREE TO SCREAM BUT MY FLESH WOULD BE CALM.. IF ONLY THEY KNEW.. HOW MUCH I WANTED TO TEAR INTO THEIR MINDS AND CHANGE WHAT THEY KNEW... ABOUT ME. -ANGEL

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